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Sep
25

Why I stand

I was five years old when my parents moved here from South Africa during the height of Aparthied. As a kid I was taught the pledge of allegiance, I sang the national anthem with my hand over my heart, I learned about American…

Sep
17

Big deep breath

I can breathe again. I didn’t realize how long I had been holding my breath but now that I have let it out I can see how long it was held. Today the other half of my heart has returned to US soil.…

Mar
16

The deployment within a deployment

When my husband deployed, I wrote him a letter. There were a bunch of mushy feelings spewed all over that letter. I told him that I would miss him terribly; I told him I am proud of him and not to worry about…

Mar
9

Unflappable

I have been described as unflappable, but that’s not really true. I really am flappable, and fallible and sometimes I am prone to bouts of intense anxiety and fear. That part however, is my soft underbelly. Most people will never see that part…

Mar
6

Pity party for one

It seems like every time I get sick I feel miserable on many levels. Physically I am exhausted and in pain. Mentally I am tired my brain feels scrambled. Emotionally I am overwhelmed and I tend to throw myself a little pity party.…

Feb
27

Rebel

Sometimes you’ve got to be a rebel, just buck the system and go your own way. Today I was the master of my domain and I purposefully went against all known and sage advice.  Yeah, I am a rebel. That has a good…

Feb
24

Words are completely inadequate at a time like this.  We will miss you so very much Tim Cooper. To know you was to love you. 

Feb
20

Baaaaaaa

This afternoon I was driving home with the kids in the car. Kenna was sleeping and I was mostly listening to the radio while Ty was playing on his iPad. Then I hear this voice from the backseat… “Mom, who is that guy?”…

Jan
5

The inner control freak rides again

My inner control freak comes out in many forms. I try to keep her on a short leash so that she doesn’t get too crazy but every once in a while she pops out in a new form that I am not sure…

Dec
31

2016

What a wild, wacky year. I don’t remember how I ushered it in to be honest. This time last year my baby girl was still in the NICU and I really operated that whole time in some weird-cloudy-zombie mode. It was the only…